My Silent Resistance
You are determined to hate me
My existence
You claim to be afraid
Of what I am
But you very well know I am nothing to fear
Only something to hate
Someone to blame
Just like the rest of my people
Our mere living strikes you with grief
While our living is only an accomplishment
Because of people like you
Because you feel the need to end us
We are not people to you
So it drives you
To slaughter
Forty-nine in one sitting
And you would praise it
But they were living, breathing
Even if you see us as thieves and degenerates
Say what you will, but we will remain
In silent resistance
To prove you wrong
We will survive
We will thrive
In your harshness of a sandstorm
We will cloak ourselves and each other
Until the day you can fight no longer
Because we are
A forever unwavering resistance
Of beauty
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